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Call of Genes: A Short Story

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fineleg Apprentice

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flamy, do u plan to make the heart race faster in part 2? :D and keeping in mind someone in ICF u can also work in his character as a villain in the story. u - the hero - need to thrash him in the climax though.

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Part 2 OK, so I wrote a little bit more. I'll post in bits, so that it is not too much to read at once for you guys. =================================================================== I again went for the finger lock. Her hand was a little stiff. It was almost like cuddling a dead fish. I took my chances, or as they say in the vernacular – ‘I chance maro-ed’. I started giving her a mini-massage. I had read in some old Cosmopolitan (so did all of you, so raise the other corner of your sneering lips and smile at my stupid honesty) that women loved it when their men massaged them. I put up my best performance. I played around with her fingers and then our fingers twined; our thumbs came together as if in thumb wars. She was not too much into it till then, but then she started fighting, with her thumbs that is. I guess the movie bored her too, by then. She was damn good at it. This would not work. So, just as she was about to take me down, I pulled out my hands and concentrated on the movie. I can’t lose to a girl on a first date, no friggin way! She giggled. It was a particularly somber scene in the movie. So, her giggle broke the silence of the dark and turned some heads. She was a little embarrassed by this and her lips pouted in a struggle between defiance and mirth. It was so endearing that I cozied up and took her palm and started rubbing her shoulders to make her feel good. I couldn’t resist anymore. I took her palm and breathed into it. I caressed her, or rather caressed myself. I squeezed her fingers and stroked them with my lips. I hoped I wasn’t drooling too much. The veins in her hand were throbbing with feminine radiance and I traced the blue of it with my face. Her pulse tapped my temples, my eyes, and as I lay my forehead in her cute little hand, she ruffled my hair a little. I broke out of my reverie and looked at her. She was engrossed with the movie and a lilting smile played on her lips. I couldn’t stop staring and she looked at me, no she looked through me. I brought my attention back to her hand and felt her knuckles. They were surprisingly strong, ready to put me on my spot, so I gave them each a little peck. I continued fondling her hand, her forearms and her shoulders and then, there was the most curious sound: something between a sigh and a moan and something else wonderful. Now, Ravi had shared this tidbit one day in the sauna. He had driven the point into my head that that if a woman purred, she was ready to have your babies. I was so glad Sonali couldn’t read my mind at that moment. But, that memory boosted my confidence and manned me up, so to speak. I knew I must have been doing something right. So, the blood drained from my big head and my little head took charge. “I wanna kiss you right now.†“No.â€, she murmured. “OK.â€, came the meek-ass sound from beside her. Dammit, you bastard, you killed it. My little head just shrugged and went and sulked in his corner. ================================================================

satishg Newbie

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lol so u had the guts to do the things that u did before but where the hell did those guts disappear wen u wanted to kiss ur babe..hehe seeking permission before ur first kiss rofl :hysterical: u shd have just gone for it man

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